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| 6e25aff | During the hiding time I lived for the day that the war would end, when I would be able to go into the hiding place, throw open the doors, and say to my friends, "Now go home!" This was not to be. Perhaps when the time comes for me to join Jan and our friends in the hereafter, I'll push aside the bookcase, walk behind it, climb the steep wooden stairway, careful not to hit my head on the low ceiling where Peter nailed the old towel to it. U.. | Miep Gies |